Jethro Tull – Aqualung (Guitar)

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                        Bb
Sitting on a park bench 

C                        D          Bb C
Eyeing little girls with bad intent. 

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                             Bb
Snot is running down his nose 

C                       D              Bb C
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. 

Bb   C
hey, Aqualung  

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                       Bb
Drying in the cold sun 

C                      D           Bb C
Watching as the frilly panties run. 

Bb  C
hey Aqualung 

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                        Bb
Feeling like a dead duck

C                          D           Bb C 
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck. 

Bb  C
ooh Aqualung 

Em             D                          A
 Sun streaking cold, an old man wandering lonely

Am              Em          D    Dsus2 D
Taking time the only way he knows

Em           D                          A
 Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end

   Am               Em                D   Dsus2 D
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet

Em        D                       A
 Feeling alone, the armies up the road

   Am          Em                D  Dsus2 D
Salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea

Em           D                              A
 Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy

    Am               Em            D  Dsus2 D
You poor old sod you see it's only me

Em              D                       Em   
 Do you still remember, Decembers foggy freeze?

Em                          D                               Em 
When the ice that clings on to your beard, was screaming agony

        Em                   D                                 Em
And you snatch your rattling last breathes with deep-sea-diver-sounds

        Am                   Em             D     Dsus2 D
And the flowers bloomed like madness in the spring

Em             D                          A 
 Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely

Am              Em          D    Dsus2 D
Taking time the only way he knows

Em           D                          A
 Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end

   Am               Em                D   Dsus2 D
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet

Em        D                       A
 Feeling alone, the armies up the road

   Am          Em                D  Dsus2 D
Salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea

Em           D                              A
 Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy

    Am               Em            D
You poor old sod you see it's only me

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E|---0-3--------| from capo

                        Bb
Sitting on a park bench 

C                        D          Bb C
Eyeing little girls with bad intent. 

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B|--------------|
G|--------------|
D|--------------|
A|-2-----0-1-0--|
E|---0-3--------| from capo

                             Bb
Snot is running down his nose 

C                       D              Bb C
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. 

Bb   C
hey, Aqualung  

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G|--------------|
D|--------------|
A|-2-----0-1-0--|
E|---0-3--------| from capo

                       Bb
Drying in the cold sun 

C                      D           Bb C
Watching as the frilly panties run. 

Bb  C
hey Aqualung 

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E|---0-3--------| 4x from capo

Bb  C   D
ooh Aqualung